Bonus scene!

"What's that thing that Kirishima is always saying to Bakugou when we go out to eat or get gifts and things?" Shoto whispered with a nudge to Izuku as they walked down the hall of the maternity ward just ahead of Katsuki and Kirishima.

"...uhh…you mean when he goes, "oh wow, is this all for me?", or, like, "dibs"?" Izuku laughed under his breath.

"Yes, that - dibs. Is that for everything?"

Izuku shrugged, never having considered the word before now. "Well, I think it's just a western saying for people to get what they want, but I guess, sometimes people do give it power. So...yes?"

Shoto nodded, putting a hand to his chin in thought.

"Hey you two, that's the room." Kirishima pointed to the door they almost passed, catching up to the duo.

"Oh," Shoto backtracked two steps, touching the handle before Katsuki and Kirishima could.

Before entering, he swiveled his head to Katsuki, who leaned away at the dry but somehow still wholly intense look Shoto was giving him. "I just want to say, that I don't ask for much, from anyone, ever. So I'm going to say the dibs on being first to hold Miho."

In that instant, time seemed to dilate so that the movement of Katsuki's confused stare morphing into a cutthroat glower took what felt like a full minute. Shoto actually smiled, a bit sadistically even, before time resumed and he opened the door, blocked Katsuki's feet with ice, and jogged in with the request on his lips way before anyone else had a chance to reach Ochako's bedside.

Almost falling over from trying to scramble past the door and realizing he was stuck, Katsuki jittered like a soda, bubbling from being purposefully shaken. His eyes went white with agitation while Kirishima held him up by his shirt, guffawing at Shoto's audacity. Izuku meagerly kicked at the ice, hand stifling his chuckles.

Ochako easily allowed Shoto his request, laughing boisterously at the curses and logic fleeing from Katsuki, now free and leaning against the door frame.

"Katsuki, you'll always be that crude dude I guess." She hiccuped, dribbling ice chip water out of her mouth. "I love you so much! Ha!" She giggled.

Shoto ignored them all.

Holding Miho felt like it required all of his focus. Like she was the most fragile thing in existence, and he needed to be sure he didn't breathe too hard to disturb her sleeping form. She was cleaner now, skin olive and hair as auburn as Ochako's, with strands of ash sprinkled throughout.

He'd almost let Ochako down today. But he vowed never to let this little one down ever. No matter the cost.

Across the room, the words, "He'sholdingyourkid, he'sholdingyourkid, he'sholdingyourkid," flew from Katsuki's mouth in rapid fire to keep his cool. He worked fiercely to reign in his impassioned need to tear Todoroki to pieces for stealing an honor that should've been his. Eyes screwed shut; fists clenched tight in concentration.

"Okay, it's your turn now." Came Shoto's placid tone, gently arranging Katsuki's convulsing limbs into a shape that could hold Miho.

As soon as Katsuki felt the weight of her in his arms, everything vanished. For an entire, solitary, moment katsuki was in a vacuum devoid of anger, or dread. Leaving only some sort of unadulterated joy that he'd be embarrassed at letting anyone else, outside of Ochako, know he could experience.

Whether he knew it or not, he couldn't hide anything from the people in the room.

"Shit's like a dream." He let out tightly under his breath.

Then, the bubble was back, front and center in his brain. And for a second he only knew that he almost didn't get a chance to meet her at all. "Ochako?"

"What's up?" She said with a bit of a bounce in bed, delighted at the bond she could already see forming between Katsuki and Miho.

"We go first, right? Whatever it takes?" He had to know they were on the same page. He wanted to make sure he wasn't overreacting or needlessly scared. Today was proof that something was out to steal them away. "Nothing touches her."

"Of course!" Ochako exclaimed without missing a beat. And me before you, she smiled wistfully. "Always."

"Hear that kid?" Katsuki said with a small jostle, causing the baby to stretch and yawn. "Not gonna let shit take you away, ya got that?". Never.